Masturbation Stories

MY ‘HEAD’ NURSE

I own a fairly active Family medical practice in Portland and have worked for 9 years building it up with accolades from most of my patients. Part of my success is from my excellent staff of women who seem to cater to every need of the clientele. My best asset is my Head Nurse, Lynn, who seems to have ESP when it comes to meeting needs and is competent as hell to boot.
Anyway, I was in clinic one morning when a long-time patient arrived for her appointment for a ‘check up’. Lynn recorded her intake height, weight and vital signs, determined that she was neither bleeding nor infectious then put her in the exam room. I quickly read the past visit notes in her chart, then entered the room alone. I normally don’t take a female staff nurse into the exam room with me for these visit unless there is to be a breast or pelvic exam since most of my exam is of the head, neck and chest areas and I can do that with their garments intact
“Hello, Mrs. Quinn, how are you today?” I began as I entered the room and sat at the desk. Mary Quinn was a strikingly beautiful Eurasian woman, 31 years old, beautiful smile, long straight dark hair, married with 2 children and had no real medical problems that we’d recorded over the years. I had seen her kids for immunizations and one for an asthma episode. She had had some UTI issues in the past. I didn’t know if there was a Mr. Quinn or not, it never came up.

“Fine, Doctor,” was her reply. I was surprised to see her sitting on the exam table in a gown.

“You aren’t running a fever and your vital signs seem fine. How can I help you,” I asked while glancing at her chart. I looked up to see her smiling at me as she slowly splayed her gown wide open, her completely nude body displayed for me to see. My jaw hit the floor and my eyes bugged out as I saw her gorgeous set of breasts with large brown areolas. Her nipples were fully erect and about an inch long, pointing straight out. In fact, her breasts were just perfect for her small five foot frame. Her belly was flat and I could see her dark pubic hair covering her mound, shapely legs with bright red toenail polish. Then she scooted forward to hang her legs over the end of the table and she spread them wide apart so I could see inside her bush to her lovely set of labia and moist vaginal opening.
“Um…Mrs. Quinn, what is going on?” I stammered.
“Doctor, I want you to know that last week I won the Oregon lottery for 33 million dollars!” she announced proudly. “That’s more than 1 million for every year I’ve been alive.”
Totally confused, I managed to say, “Well, congratulations! I’m really happy for you. But…please tell me why are you sitting here in front of me naked?”
“You’ve heard about this ‘bucket list’ of things older folks want to do before they die. I now have all the money I’ll ever need and I’ve decided to begin my list right now!” she exclaimed. “I have fantasized about you for months now, ever since that first day I came in. You are so kind and understanding and those big brown eyes just make me tingle all over. Prominent on my list is for you to caress my body with those strong hands. I need you to make me climax with those long fingers!”
“Oh, oh’” I thought. The Oregon Medical Board takes a really dim view of a doctor having any kind of sexual relations with a patient. So dim, in fact that they routinely jerk your license to practice and often submit your name to the local District Attorney for possible prosecution, depending on the age of the patient and the circumstances involved. You can’t even date a patient or their family members. Then there are the likely civil suits from spouse or kids who might feel alienated by my actions. There are way too many scum-sucking lawyers out there just waiting for such an opportunity. Not only that, but all the sordid details are made public and the destruction of my reputation is a promised event.
“Mrs. Quinn,” I stammered, “This is simply not possible.”
“Oh, Doctor,” she replied, “It is very possible and entirely necessary. Your Hippocratic oath means that you have pledged to serve my medical needs, right?”
“Well, yes,” I replied. “But what medical need do you have.”
“I have an ache right here,” she smiled as she spread her labia open, “I need to orgasm on your hand with your fingers deep inside my pussy,” she smiled. “No one ever needs to know. I certainly will tell no one.”
“What about Mr. Quinn and your children?” I asked, hoping to find some logical reason to calm this situation down.
“Oh, screw that old bastard!” she exclaimed. “He’s been absent from my sex life for a while now and has another girlfriend on the side, anyway. I am leaving him tomorrow. And I just bought a house for my mother and grandmother to live is so they can raise my kids. They’ll be well cared for since I‘ve set up a fund that will provide plenty of money for them to survive. I am doing my own thing from now on and you are one of the things I need to do.”
My mouth was suddenly dry as a bone and my brain was spinning. I saw no way out and my feet seemed to move on their own straight toward her without conscious thought from me.
“Now, Doctor, please come give me your hand and attend to my medical ache,” she stated with a wicked smile as she began rubbing her wide open slit with two fingers, circling her now obviously erect clitoris. “You can see how much I need you right now!”
I was mesmerized! Somehow I found myself standing right in front of her and inhaling the best scent of a woman’s sex that I’d ever smelled. She pulled out her two fingers now glistening with her juice, reached them out, and pressed them to my lips. I don’t remember opening my mouth but I found myself sucking them hard and the taste was exquisite. My dick had sprung to life and was pressing out the front of my slacks.
“I see you are not too bothered by this request,” she said smiling as she was looking down at my erect boner. She grasped my hand in hers and brought it down to her vagina. I was on autopilot now as I began to caress her silky pubic hair, then I found her slit. My mind had lost all control over my fingers by now and they moved on their own to gently press between her labia. Soon one finger slipped between her lips and I could feel how hot her tunnel was as I pressed deep inside her. “Oh, yes, that’s just what I need!” she sighed as she leaned onto my hand. “More, please.”
She scooted her bare ass down and almost off the exam table which left me supporting her body through her cunt with just my hand. In a trance I pushed a second, then a third finger into her hot tunnel. As my thumb found and began rubbing circles around her erect clitoris, I added the last finger and began pushing them deeper in, then almost completely out. “Oooooh, Doctor, that is perfect,” she whispered. “I can feel you stretching me and your hand is filling me up. Keep going….a bit harder now.”
I pumped harder as I leaned down to suck on one nipple. She continued to coo softly and thrust her hips repeatedly against my hand, timing her push with mine. She grabbed my head with her hands and kept moving me from one breast to the other. I swirled my tongue on her nipples and then gently bit on each one. “Ooooooh…..I can feel my orgasm coming….coming…here is is….Yessss!” she cried out as she spasmed against my hand then fell back on the exam table. I could feel her cum run down my wrist so I gently removed my fingers and licked all her juice off them. So sweet!
I have no idea how much time had passed as my brain finally freed itself from the fog but I could still feel my throbbing member straining to get out of confinement. Nervously, I looked at the clock and realized all this had only taken six minutes of time. Six minutes! My typical patient encounter often lasts ten to twelve minutes and I had allotted fifteen for these exams so we were safe from discovery from a curious staff nurse but the room and my hand definitely smelled of sex. I flipped on the exhaust fan as she gradually sat back up with a giant smile on her flushed face. “Oh, Doctor, that was exactly what I needed!” she exclaimed. “Thank you so much!”
“Mrs. Quinn…” I began as my cock began to soften in the face of the sudden realization that I had destroyed my life without conscious thought and could soon be ruined.
“Why don’t you call me Mary?” she responded.
“Well, Mary, that was very unprofessional of me. I don’t know what to say…,” I gushed, knowing that my professional life was now completely in this woman’s hands. To this day I wonder how events would have unfolded if I’d run out of the room screaming in the face of her original nude display.
“I could care less about you being professional and more about you being human,” she smiled. “You met my urgent need just as I requested. You’re the best Doctor I could ever have hoped for. And this needs to be our secret.”
“You better believe I’ll take this to the grave,” I thought. Instead I said, “I agree with you but this cannot happen again and I’m concerned about what we can do about any future ‘aches’ that you have?”
She reached up to caress my cheek as she continued, “I told you that I wanted to do the things on my list and this was definitely one at the top. But, I have many, many more to get to. Who knows if I’ll need another ‘check up’ in the future? I may just call on you again but, don’t worry, I will be discreet.” As she was speaking, she pulled her sweatshirt off the hook and slipped it over her head…no bra, her nipples still fully erect…then she stepped into her shorts…commando style…I noticed. I had a moment of sadness as I saw first her gorgeous tits then her beautiful pussy slide out of view. She was truly a beautiful and sexual woman, even if she’d allowed me to ruin my life.
Then she leaned up, cupped one cheek in each hand and kissed me gently on the mouth. She put her gown in the laundry hamper, pulled off the table paper covering the exam table, including the very wet spot where her pussy had been, and balled it up. She put it in the trash can then turned to look in the mirror and flipped her hair. Then she strode over and opened the door to the hall. “Be sure to bill me for the fabulous ‘service’, Doctor,” she winked as she walked away.
I was still stunned at what had just happened. Why had I been so hypnotized? I shook my head and hurriedly began washing the cum off my hand and arm as Lynn came into the room. She said, “Your ten thirty rescheduled for next week so you have fifteen minutes free.” I could have sworn that she sniffed the air with a curious expression on her face.
“Bathroom time,” I smiled and proceeded into the john. A soon as the door lock clicked, I unbuttoned my shirt, dropped my pants and stepped out of those then my boxers. My cock was at half-mast but I could feel it still throbbing with unfulfilled need. I had satisfied her but, thankfully, she had not reciprocated. I could just imagine someone coming in the room while she was sucking my erect dick or have a view of us fucking. Maybe I could get away with finger fucking a patient since I never actually had intercourse with her. Didn’t our President weasel out of his affair with Monica by redefining “is”? After all, wasn’t extreme horniness a medical problem that needed to be treated?
These semi-logical thoughts were chased from my mind as I began replaying the intense masturbation act I’d just performed on Mary and my cock sprang back fully erect. Oh, what the hell! So I grabbed a bottle of the lotion the staff uses after hand washing, squirted some onto my palm and proceeded to furiously pound my meat. It took no more than five seconds before I shot a huge gusher out onto the mirror over the sink, then several further squirts of cum which splashed onto the sink faucet and down the side.
Oh my god did that feel good! I collapsed onto the toilet seat to catch my breath. After a few minutes, I realized that I was still partially erect so I lotioned up and began stroking again as I replayed the scene with Mary in my mind. Soon I could feel the spunk boiling in my balls and I blew another load of cum onto the wall. What was wrong with me, acting like a horny teen? I was a thirty eight year-old physician not a sex-starved junkie. I sat in the bathroom breathing heavily the full break time, then freshened up and tried to resume normalcy. I kept pushing the encounter with Mary into the deepest recesses of my mind just so that I could function but, still, the rest of the day passed as a blur.
As I walked into my apartment that evening, my wife, Gail, jumped on me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pressed her tits into my chest and wrapped her legs around my waist as she snuggled in. “Welcome home, dear. How was your day?” she asked.
I was shocked after blowing two loads at clinic today to feel my cock spring back to life. She felt it pressing into her groin as our hips were locked together. She smiled and said, “Well, I see someone missed me.”
“I see you missed me, too,” I replied as I grabbed her ass and began rubbing her pussy on my rod. She didn’t know that I was picturing Mary’s spasming cunt in my mind as we continued. We kissed passionately for a bit, our tongues exploring each other. She humped me furiously and had her first orgasm without us even undressing. “Wow!” she exclaimed, “That was intense…and so quick! You are hard as a rock! Let’s hold dinner for a bit while we get out of these duds and enjoy each other some more. I can tell that you badly need to cum.” Little did she know that this would be the third of the day.
It had been this hot for the whole nine years we’d been married. We’d met at a restaurant one Friday night where she was working as the evening hostess to pay her way through Portland State. I was struck by her big blue eyes, long straight blond hair, flawless smile and freckles over the bridge of her nose. She was wearing a simple black dress and her tits, which completely filled out her top, were gorgeous, her waist slim and her legs well toned from running on the track team. She had the sweetest smile as she led me into the restaurant and asked if I had a table preference.
“The one closest to you,” I said, flirting a bit. She looked me over slowly head to toe then laughed her beautiful laugh, and simply said, “OK.” The evening was slow so we began to talk in between her duties, just mindless banter about anything and everything. She was witty and I was smitten. She explained that she was a junior, majoring in Urban Studies, then had to explain what that was since I had no frigging idea. Luckily the place had a full bar so I could make the meal last by ordering drinks.. I kept her entertained as I tried desperately to score. Finally she asked, “You’ve been sitting here chatting with me for two hours. Are you trying to hit on me? My name’s Gail, if you’re interested.”
“I guess I wasn’t obvious enough,” I replied. “I was interested the minute I saw you. Now after talking with you, I am committed. I’m Doug. Would you consider going out with me?”
She paused with a smile on her face, then giggled and said, “Well, I get off here in another hour. Let’s go to your place, Doug, and see if you can get me off there!” And did I ever! We explored each other the entire night and all that weekend. It was the wildest sex I’d ever experienced. By Monday morning, I was in love and determined to never let Gail leave, except for classes of course. I dragged my tired body through morning rounds that day, then the outpatient clinic at OHSU. Since I was in my last tour as Senior Resident before striking out on my own …or ‘hanging my shingle’, I could direct the interns, answer questions and just try to stay awake.
That was the start of a whirlwind relationship, sex and more sex. She was an insatiable minx and I was in heaven. We married in Las Vegas, a spur of the moment trip right after I opened my Family medical practice in the near SE part of Portland. I never even thought about another woman for the ensuing nine years, that is until Mary came along.
But that incredible event with Mary was like the breaking of a huge dam. Daily now I found myself fantasizing about patients, my staff, kid’s moms and even the mail lady. I jerked off so many times in the bathroom that I felt like putting a sign on the door, ‘Masturbation in progress: Enter at your own risk.’ Six months went by and I bet I had dropped over a hundred loads of jizz in the bathroom. I was like a perpetually horny fifteen-year old and insatiable. We doubled our replacement order of hand lotion. But it was all fantasy, no more actual encounters and, as time passed, I finally began hoping that I’d dodged a bullet with Mary.
Even with all the masturbation, I had plenty of stamina after work to give Gail an erect cock to suck or hump each evening. I love to eat her cunt and she would often sit on my face with her ass on my forehead, riding my tongue like a cock to a huge orgasm. I also love her climax as she shoots a gusher of her cum that I hungrily lap up. In this position she’d stroke me perfectly. She’d begin moaning loudly as a warning that she was about to cum and then she’d stroke me hard so that we’d hit our bliss together. She’d suck me too, but couldn’t get much of my eight inch cock into her mouth without gagging. So, she’d just lick under the corona and suck the head until I came. It was great but having her jerk me off while I ate her out was the best ever.
Soon we got creative and she taught me how to properly tongue her ass, something neither of us had ever tried before. She found her climaxes were the most intense ever when I had my tongue deep in her hole, three fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy and her own hand massaging her erect clit. Gail also loved for me to shoot my load on her chest and mouth. She’d let me sit astride her and pump my glistening oiled member between her beautiful full globes with my dick head touching her lips on each up stroke. I wouldn’t last long like this and would pump gobs of cum onto her neck and lips that she’d lick up hungrily. “I love the taste of your cum,” she’d smile as she reached down to scoop it up from her chest and drop it into her open mouth.
Anyway, after Mary left that fateful day, I began the long process of waiting for the hammer to drop, fearing that today the certified letter from the State Board of Medical Examiners would arrive at my front desk. As time passed, I began to gradually relax but it was still at the back of my consciousness, almost like I needed to masturbate as much as possible now before everything dissolved in shame and ruin. So, I did.
Several months later, I had another incident that changed my life. My staff usually goes down the block to some Mexican, Chinese, Thai or KFC place for group lunch. This day, after I thought they’d all headed out, I walked into the break room to find Lynn sitting alone with head in her hands. I didn’t want to intrude but she looked up as I stood in the doorway. “Oh, hi,” she said, as if we’d just met instead of being together for over 9 years. I could see her eyes were red from crying.
“Lynn, are you all right?” I asked.
We had been pretty close, both families. Her husband, Keith, was the youngest Battalion Chief in the Portland Fire Bureau and ran a station nearby. Her two kids were grown, the oldest a software engineer at Microsoft in Seattle and the other a freshman at Oregon State in Corvallis. Gail and I often had dinner or a movie with them and found we shared tastes in wine, politics and sex, although in this area, the foursome never developed the way it could have.
After Lynn came to work with me, the house directly behind theirs came on the market and we bought it. Now we’d sit together most dry evenings on our deck or their back yard. Both husbands loved cigars and scotch, Gail drank wine and Lynn preferred tequila, although she was not a drinker and was buzzed after only a couple of shots. Then we bought a spa and now we could enjoy each other’s company in the tub. One evening, Keith told a story about how Lynn had flashed her tits to several truckers while they drove along, she laughing each time they responded with an air horn blast.
"Right," I said. "My conservative head nurse is a flasher."
"Oh, Doug," she laughed. "You don’t know the half of my sexuality." She was obviously buzzed. She shocked us as she stood up with a wicked smile, lifted her bikini top and shook her tits at Gail and me. "What do you think of these?" she asked.
"Very, very nice," I said. I must have been drooling since Gail punched my arm and said, "Doug, put your tongue back in your face. Lynn, your breasts are beautiful. What do you guys think of mine," she stood and completely untied her top to let her C-cup breasts loose. Both of us had sudden boners but it was still too light outside to proceed further, so we continued to drink and talk as our wives soaked topless. I could see Keith rubbing his cock under the water and I did too. That happened last summer and was a treat never yet duplicated, although Keith and I kept hoping.
“Oh, I’m OK, I guess,” Lynn sighed. “Actually,” she continued after a long silent moment, “I’m not OK. Can I talk to you about something personal? And I mean very personal?”
“Anything, Lynn. You know that,” I replied.
“Well, this is difficult to tell anyone, especially you, but Keith has completely lost interest in me,” she gushed.
“You guys are probably just going through a dry spell now with the kids gone,” I answered. “You married him at age sixteen and he was, what, twenty two?”
“Hah!” she exclaimed. “It’s been a long ‘dry spell’ and getting longer every day. His job at the station is forty eight on-forty eight off. When he gets home at six am he sleeps that whole day away, then we watch some TV that evening. The next day he does chores, yard work or attacks my ‘honey do’ list, we eat dinner and he starts preparing for his 4 am wake-up call for the next day’s duty. He hasn’t done more than give me a peck on the lips or briefly rub my back for at least the last six months.”
“But, he’s the boss,” I said. “Why can’t he spend more time at home?”
She grimaced and then said, “He told me, ‘If I’m asking them to shoulder this duty, I need to lead the way.’ Actually, I think it’s just an excuse to get away from me. I feel so unattractive and unwanted.”
“Lynn, you’re a gorgeous thirty eight year old woman…and a definite MILF, if you don’t mind me saying so,” I replied.
She looked over at me, “That means a Mother I’d Like to Fuck, right?”
“Uh…yes it does. And I mean it,” I gulped. “You haven’t lost any tone in your body, you run so your muscular legs are just perfect, your breasts look delectable, and your waist, butt and hips are perfect for your frame. I still get hard remembering your tits in the hot tub last summer.”
“You really want to fuck me? So, why doesn’t Keith? I know his sex drive has not failed, he has loads of porn on his laptop…girl on girl stuff, girls peeing on guys, lots of cumshots in graphic detail, even some anal sex,” She blushed as she spoke next. "He thinks I don’t know that he masturbates into my panties but I find them in the hamper with fresh cum on them." Then she shocked me to no end when she looked at me and said, "I have listened at the bathroom door and I know you masturbate, too. In fact, you jerk off at least once every day, Doug."
"Oh,oh," I grimaced. My secret wasn’t so secret after all.
“Besides your cum sessions here, I know you and Gail are still going hot and heavy, I can sometimes hear you guys when your windows are open," she added. "So what’s your secret? You beat off every day but still have enough left for Gail. What’s wrong with Keith that he pleasures himself but doesn’t want me anymore? I have had to be content with fucking my vibrator,” she said then burst into tears.
I reached out to comfort her by rubbing her shoulder. Then she looked up at me with anguish and said, “There’s more. Yesterday, I found his stack of color pictures hidden in his sock drawer. You remember how he just had to have that new digital camera and a zoom lens? I told him it was a waste since he barely had enough stamina to do his job, let alone go out taking photos.”
“He bought it anyway,” I finished her thought.
“Well, now I know why,” she continued, now in a rush to get it all out. “He has several telephoto shots of Gail in the bathroom! He has her sitting on the toilet, in the shower stall and one full frontal of her standing in the window. He’s even blown up the section of her pussy with its little landing strip. She must know about it since the bathroom window curtains are usually down except for his photo shots where they are cranked all the way open.”
I was shocked. I knew Gail was sexually open but I didn’t see her as an exhibitionist at all.
“I found several copies of the blown up one of her muff and his dried cum was on a couple. The sex sites call it ‘a tribute’,” she went on. “My husband has been not only fantasizing about your wife, he’s done something about fulfilling those naughty dreams.”
The next thing I knew she stood up and pressed herself tightly into my chest. I stroked her hair as the tears gradually quit and she began to rub my chest with her fingers. “Oh, oh,” I thought, "This could definitely be a problem." I love to have my nipples stroked and my cock began its inexorable climb out the front of my slacks as she began brushing her lips over my neck. She must have felt it because she pressed her groin harder into mine.
“Doug,” she said, “I am sorry but, after finding about Keith and his obsession with Gail, I’m going to seduce you right now. I really need some close human companionship. You don’t know how badly I need you to fuck me. Can we go into an exam room or the bathroom? The staff won’t be back for another half-hour.”
“Of course,” I said. “You realize there’s no turning back from this?”
She laughed and said, "I stopped caring about turning back some weeks ago. I have fantasized about you lately while you are jerking off in the bathroom. In fact, if there is no patient there, I go into the exam room next to the bathroom and close the door. I can hear you panting through that wall as you get hotter. I have even been fingering myself in time with you, picturing you stroking your big dick faster and faster until you grunt and pump out your cum. I’ve been so horny that I cum right along with you. These sessions are all that are keeping me sane since Keith abandoned me.""
She continued, "I remember when your started jerking off. It was the day Mary Quinn came in with no real medical problem. You were acting so strange and skittish when I came into the room after she left. I have no idea what happened but there was clearly the smell of sex in the room even with the exhaust fan running. Right after that, you began your frequent ‘bathroom breaks’ to flog your cock."
"Oh, Lynn," I gradually began, "I guess it’s time to fess up but you cannot ever mention this to anyone else or I’m screwed. Mary said she had an ‘aching need’ that I needed to take care of. I looked up to see her nude and rubbing her pussy. Her ‘need’ was to sit on my hand as I finger fucked her to a climax. I don’t know why I did it, but I did. I’ve been a horny sex fiend ever since."
“Doug, that’s an incredible tale. I wish I could have been in the room to watch you in action," she smiled. "Now, I’ve waited as long as I could to do this,” she replied as she tipped her head back and kissed me full on the mouth. “Come on! I am so horny right now, I’m going to burst.”
We shed clothes faster than I ever dreamed possible once we were safely in the exam room. I sat her up on the exam table, then dropped in front of her and put one of her legs over each shoulder so I was just inches away from her glistening cunt. I leaned in and inhaled deeply, what a wonderful smell. I began to run my tongue from her little puckered butt up inside her lips and juicy vagina to her clit. I lapped over and over as I squeezed her nipples between my fingers and massaged her tits. It took only seconds for her to scream in pleasure and clamp her thighs tight against my head. “Oooohh, Doug. Aaaahh…yesss." When her legs stopped spasming, she sighed and said, "That was the best cum in a long time. Keep going, sweetie, I feel another one coming. Aaaaah….here it comes!” she gasped as the wave crashed over her again.
Well, I had no intention of stopping since this is my favorite way to please Gail and I found Lynn to be just as receptive to my tongue as Gail was. So I kept my lapping rhythm up and a few minutes later she shuddered with her third wave of pleasure. “Oooh, you are driving me wild…I am cumming so hard…Ooooh, Doug, here it comes!” she shrieked and this time she filled my mouth with her sweet juice. She crashed back on the table for a minute to recover, then sat back up and smiled, “That was every bit as great as I had hoped for six months that it would be. Now, stand up because it’s my turn and we have at least 10 minutes before everyone returns from lunch.”
She climbed down off the table then knelt down in front of me as I rose up. I stood before her gently stroking my dick, all eight inches of it throbbing as it leaked pre-cum from the tip. As I watched, she just engulfed my prick in her warm mouth beginning with just the head. As she sucked, more and more disappeared into her mouth until I could feel my cock head pass her throat. Watching my dick disappear into her mouth was the most incredible sight I could imagine. She pulled off and, looking up at me, said, “I can hold my breath for at least two minutes and I learned a long time ago how to overcome my gag reflex.”
Oh, my god, I was transfixed as she resumed sucking the length of my shaft until she was swallowing my entire throbbing cock, her nose pressed into my pubic hair. Then she began to fondle my sack, rubbing each testicle in her warm hands. I couldn’t last long with her like this and soon my balls began to boil and I could feel each huge shot of cum as it leaped out of my cock and literally rolled down her throat into her stomach.
“Oh, Lynn,” I cried as I blew my wad, my legs shaking as I struggled to remain upright, “That was just too incredible!” She smiled as she pumped the last of my sticky load into her mouth, then licked her lips and rose to kiss me. As our mouths met, she stuck her cum-coated tongue into my mouth and I tasted my own sperm for the first time. “What do you think,” she asked grinning, "Like the taste? I sure do!”
"It’s different, that’s for sure," I replied. "How did you ever get so good at sucking cock?"
”Well, Doug, I am your ‘head’ nurse after all,” She laughed as we dressed.

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Fri, 27 Feb 2015 23:17:53 UTC

Riding the Benny train

<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Mr. Dean’s math class was another boring grind. The only thing that really happened, that started it going, that brought me into the circle, was Kristen Jensen got herself reprimanded in front of the class for causing a disturbance, and her friend Jordan was obviously beside herself trying to keep from giggling.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After class, I caught up with my best friend, Lisa, talking with the two of them, along with Sarah, who is not in our math class. Jordan was saying something about Kirsten and &quot;the Benny&quot; that made them laugh, but they hushed up when I joined them. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sarah said to Lisa, &quot;So, you really want to ride the Benny train?&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Definitely,&quot; replied Lisa. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I didn’t get a chance to ask Lisa what they were talking about since we had to go to our next class.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The next day in math class, I could tell the three of them were up to something. Jordan seemed to be on the brink of laughter. Lisa seemed to be very fidgity, and restless, she lept rocking from side to side, and seemed very distracted. At one point I looked over and saw Lisa discreetly touch her crotch, and then make a lusty look at Jordan.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Halfway through class, there was a knock on the door. Mr. Dean interrupted the class to answer the door. It was Sarah, she passed him a note. Mr. Dean read the note, then called Lisa to the front of the class. I couldn’t hear what he said to her, but he crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After class, I caught up to the four of them again. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;It said ‘Dear Mr. Dean, Please tell Lisa to give the Benny to Jordan, signed Lisa’s mother’ &quot; Sarah was saying. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;No way,&quot; said Lisa &quot;signed Lisa’s mother? You’re going to get me busted.&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; They giggled uproariously, and Sarah slyly asked me, &quot;Hey Jennifer, how would YOU like to ride the Benny train?&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Well …&quot; I began, not wanting to admit I didn’t know what they were talking about, but Lisa interrupted &quot;She does… trust me.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Finally, at the end of classes, I talked to Lisa alone. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Say hi to the Benny,&quot; she said as she held open her backpack. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Inside was a small purple vibrator. It was slim, about five inches long, and had a flared head. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa whispered to me &quot;… to ride the Benny train, you have to wear the Benny inside all day long at school.&quot; I felt a sudden flash of arousal as she continued, &quot;You have to cum as many times as you can, I came four times during math today,&quot; she said. &quot;Kristen says she came eleven times yesterday.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I was completely turned on by the idea. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Ok,&quot; I said, &quot;Give it to me.&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa hesitated. &quot;No, I want to keep it tonight. I’ll give it to you before first period tomorrow. Wear a skirt and bring plenty of AA batteries.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; True to her word, Lisa slipped me the Benny first thing in the morning. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Enjoy!&quot; she said, &quot;er, you might want to put fresh batteries in him right away…&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I quickly went into a bathroom stall. I put a fresh battery in the Benny and examined him. He had a speed control that went from one to ten, and an on-off switch. The switch was on the base so you could turn him on and off through your panties. The speed could only be set by removing him and twisting the base. I set him to four, slipped him inside, pulled my panties up tight against my crotch, and then hurried to first hour English.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Fortunately, English is an extremely boring class, and I sit in the rear. Still, it took me forty horny minutes to build up the nerve to turn the Benny on. When I finally did, it was so intense that I could hardly keep from screaming. I came hard and silently within about 20 seconds, and quickly turned him off. Nobody seemed to notice. I rode the Benny train to two more orgasms before the end of the class.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; By third period, I was really getting the hang of it. I went to the bathroom and turned the Benny up to seven. I kept him turned on virtually the whole hour, and had seven orgasms while daydreaming I was having sex. Sarah is in that class, we kept exchanging knowing looks.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At lunch, the five of us sat together. They teased me relentlessly, but I was enjoying every minute, and kept on cumming.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Benny seemed to be growing weaker, so just before math class I slipped into the bathroom to put in a fresh battery. I also dialed him up to ten.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Math class was MUCH more nerve-wracking than the previous classes. I sit in front, so it was much more difficult to turn the Benny on and off discreetly. But Lisa, Kristen, and Jordan were all there watching me, so I wasn’t about to chicken out.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A few minutes in, I quickly slipped my hand under my skirt and turned on the Benny. It was then that I discovered that a ‘ten’ setting with fresh batteries is WAY stronger than ‘seven’ with weak ones. I emitted a sharp, involuntary gasp and came almost immediately.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Mr. Dean turned around sharply as Jordan, stifling a laugh, pretended to cough. He surveyed the class slowly. With him looking, I could not reach between my legs to turn off the Benny. I stared helplessly like a deer in the headlights while the Benny continued to buzz my sopping vagina like a jackhammer. Panic and adrenaline enveloped me as I slipped over the edge into another intense orgasm.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My memory of the rest of the class is a blur. I did manage to turn the Benny off, but I think I turned him back on two or three more times. It felt like the whole class knew my secret.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After class, I was in a hurry to catch my girlfriends, but Mr. Dean caught me. &quot;Jennifer, could I see you for a minute?&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I panicked as the rest of the class left. As I stood in front of his desk, I nervously squeezed my legs together. Then, to my horror, I felt the Benny switch on.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There was no way I could turn him off. Mr. Dean began lecturing me about me and my friends disrupting class for the last few days. I tried to relax my muscles, but unfortunately, while standing, I started to get the sensation that the Benny was slipping out. I had no choice but to clench down on him. After a minute, it was like trying to hold back Niagara falls. I came so hard me knees buckled. I let out a sharp gasp, and felt my face go red.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;What is it Jennifer?&quot; asked Mr. Dean suspiciously. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Um, I have to go to the bathroom really bad,&quot; I stammered, my vagina still pulsing.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Oh,&quot; he said. Now HE seemed to be embarrassed. &quot;Well, go on. Just don’t let it happen again.&quot; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Just then I noticed how cute he was, for a teacher.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After classes, I excitedly related my story to my girlfriends. I also reported my record seventeen orgasms. The Benny got passed around until thirty tenth-grade girls had ridden the Benny train. Finally, slutty Tiffany Herwick got so outrageous moaning in art class that she got busted. Some girls got into trouble and the story is all over school, but so far me and my friends have not been implicated. We’re just trying to figure out how to get another vibrator.<a name="top"></a> </p>

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Sun, 17 Apr 2011 20:01:02 UTC

Life, Wife, Stepdaughter (Part I)

<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">Please allow me to introduce myself. My Name is Paul, i am almost 40 years old and married to my lovely wife Betty for about 10 years now. Betty is a few years younger than me and is a really gorgeous woman: From her long dark hair, to her nice breasts and her tight ass, everything is just as it should be. But unfortunately the 10 years of marriage made things, well, I dare not say boring, but let’s say that things have gotten a little trivial…</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">So I think it’s no wonder that I started seeing Nadja, my wifes daughter, with different eyes lately. Sure, she was only a little kid when Betty and I married, but since then Betty became an attractive young lady. Of course I tried to banish all these thoughts out of my head, but sometimes I just couldn’t help myself but to imagine what it would be like to have her, or only to see her body, with her bleached blond hair, her fresh tits and her silk skin. Without really noticing my thoughts changed from &quot;there’s no way&quot; to &quot;there has to be a way&quot; and I sometimes even imagined having sex with Nadja while actually having sex with my wife.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">But all these where only thoughts and in reality, I was still banging the same wife for the last 10 years and I didn’t even know what Nadjas naked body looked like. </font></font> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">That was until that one day when I was off work for one week because I had a cold. Betty was at work, Nadja was at school and I was home alone. While walking pass Nadjas bedroom door I heard a noise like the fan of a laptop running. As I looked in through the half-opened door I saw that the LEDs of Nadjas pink laptop where glowing. Suddenly I remembered that Nadja and me had talked about her computer, which under normal circumstances would shut down when being closed, but lately something seems to be wrong with that and she most of the time forgot to shut it down manually. I thought to myself that it’s a waste of power and decided to shut it down, so I entered her room ignoring the big yellow &quot;don’t disturb now and don’t come back later&quot;-sign, which she glued on the door because my wife and me, parents that are, always came into her room without knocking.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">I opened Nadjas Laptop and was about to hit the &quot;Shut Down&quot;-Key when a minimized folder caught my attention: The very first space of the task-bar said &quot;Webcams&quot; and I couldn&rsquo;t resist clicking on it, just for the sake of curiosity. The folder opened and I got a few preview-pictures of videos that were obviously shot in Nadjas Room with the Build-In Laptop Webcam. It seemed to be nothing special, just a few videos to check the camera or to make silly faces, the usual stuff. But as I scrolled down I saw a preview-picture which made me gasp: It showed Nadja pulling up her shirt, revealing he belly, with a gesture that seemed as if she wanted to reveal even more of her body. </font></font> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">For a few seconds I hesitated. Should I really open that video, where my stepdaughter is clearly beginning to strip? After that few seconds my conclusion was, that it won’t hurt anybody if Ii took a small peak and after all she was living in my house and making videos like this for whatever reason shouldn’t be tolerated by reliable parents.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <br /> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">After convincing myself some more that I was really doing the right thing I double-clicked on the preview and the Videoplayer began showing me what Nadja recorded: At first there was only the empty room with the song &quot;can’t touch this&quot; beginning to play. Interesting choice I thought, maybe she wanted to tease some guy on the internet with it. But a few seconds later that thought vanished from my mind, because my stepdaughter came dancing into the screen from the side wearing real short hot pants and a tight pink shirt. I felt the excitement running through my body and I also felt my cock beginning to grow, awaiting what the preview-picture showed before.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">Nadja really began to pull up her shirt, first revealing only her belly but soon after also revealing her bright blue bra. Than she uppled the shirt over her head and threw it on the ground. My cock really went hard inside my pants as I watched her blond hair falling down from the pulled up shirt onto her smooth tits inside the bra. Without really thinking of it I opened my jeans, pulled them down together with my shorts and started playing with my hard cock. While doing that Nadja turned away form the camera, still moving to the beat of the song, showing her nice back with that tight ass in that even tighter pants. She began opening her bra, quickly throwing it away and turning back to the camera while covering her breasts with her hands. It really made me shiver with excitement as i stroked my cock faster and faster watching my stepdaughter slowly revealing her tits for the camera, kneading them a little, pulling at her nipples a little while making quiet moaning-noises, almost like a professional stripper.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">I felt as if I could cum on her laptop right now but I slowed down for the big finish that I hoped to come soon: As she was finished playing with her tits her hands slowly went down her waist to her pants and opening the one button that it had. I couldn&rsquo;t believe my eyes as she really started pulling her pants down, a little at first, but then more and more, and back up again just to tease the viewer. But finally the pulled it down far enough that the camera hat a clear look at her nice fresh pussy. I couldn&rsquo;t hold it any more and even leant towards the screen to shoot my load right on the spot that showed Nadja dancing naked.</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">I was still cumming when the video stopped. The screen now only showed a still frame of the very last picture in the video: Nadja leaning towards the keyboard to stop the camera, so that I had a clear view not only at her pussy but her nipples where very near to the camera too. While having finished to cum I touched the screen with the wet tip of my cock imagining I could wipe my jizz around her tits in reality. </font></font> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <br /> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">’Wow’, I said to myself when I was finished: If sex with my wife Betty would be half as good as this was, I wouldn’t be interested in my stepdaughter Nadja, which, when you get down to it, is a little kinky… But the next thought I had directly was: If Nadja strips like this, having sex with her must be even better than jerking on her video. That was something I could hold on to, maybe some day I would make it happen, but how?</font></font></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none" align="LEFT"> <font color="#000000"><font size="4">Well, for now, I decided the best thing to do is to copy all videos in that folder just in case if I want to watch them again. While the files transferred I cleaned up the laptop, because my load was really all over it, then I examined the table and the room for any evidence for my last actions and put my jeans back on. Everything seemed to be fine and as the files finished I shut the computer down and left the room knowing that I might have found a resource for a lot of fun to come.</font></font></p>

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Sat, 12 Jan 2013 21:32:40 UTC

A Very Hot and Erotic Roleplay: Only for Girls

Hello readers! This is Niloy and I am from Dhaka, Bangladesh. My email address is: <a href="mailto:[email protected]">[email protected]</a>. Many of you requested me to write a roleplay story. So, here I wrote a short and sexy roleplay for you.<br /> <br /> You have been lying on the soft silk sheets of the bed for a few minutes now. You haven’t seen anything for a half hour. I’ve already taken the liberty of having you take your clothes off so the silk caresses your skin, and a cold breeze from a vent tickles your skin.<br /> <br /> You lay on your stomach, wondering what I’m up to. Suddenly, you feel a tickle on your thigh. You go to swat it away, only to find my head in place between your legs. And my moist lips, working their way upwards, towards your very own wet lips. Your thick aroma already envelopes my every sense, imploring me to hurry up and fuck you. But you know that it won’t come that swiftly.<br /> <br /> My smooth palms, already wet as my body senses the acts about to be committed, caress your breasts, sliding over them, beneath them, tickling your skin and sending goose bumps over your entire body. I gently pull on your nipples, sending a minor spasm through your body, your smooth hips lifting a bit off the bed.<br /> <br /> I tell myself to take my time and my fingers rhythmically follow their course in circles around your stiffening nipples, as if they cry out for more attention. I can feel the heat emitting from your pussy on my face, as my lips continue to suck on the creamy skin of your thighs, and I can sense the flow of your juices as they drip onto the bed, a waste when all that delicious nectar could be working its way over my tongue, and down my throat. I waste no time in moving my mouth over your mound, lapping the sweetness up into my mouth, my smooth tongue running its course from your dripping hole to your quivering bud, running my tongue several times around it, just to hear you moan and feel you squirm beneath me.<br /> <br /> <br /> I retrace my path and plunge my tongue into you, at the same time sucking on anything i can get my mouth around, milking you for every sweet drop that you put out. I give my hands a break from your aching peaks and focus one hand around your clit and the other on keeping you from bucking me off. As you hit your peak, you spurt into my mouth, and I make sure that I clean up every little part of your now sensitive cunny.<br /> <br /> I quickly finish cleaning you up, and then move up to stare into your beautiful face. While you come down from the past moment of ecstasy, I enter you. Still sensitive from the attention i just gave you, you buck up into me, forcing me to enter you fully, driving you insane, as you go crazy and start pumping upwards, trying to keep me inside of you. I meet your thrusts and with each push upwards, I push downwards meeting you and causing me to rub every imaginable sensitive spot and me to jump inside of you, making you squirm all over the bed.<br /> <br /> I pound into you like there’s no tomorrow, and as we both hit our peaks, you push as hard as you can against me, forcing me deep inside of you, as we both explode and you dig your nails into my back, wanting to feel the pressure as we spurt all over each other. We collapse onto the bed in a tangled mess, sweating and gasping for breath. Each reader including married/unmarried horny and unsatisfied girls and ladies are welcome to send your feedback at <a href="mailto:[email protected]">[email protected]</a>. love you all!

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 10:10:49 UTC

My Morning Shower

<p>I got into the shower and washed my hair quickly…pinning it up when it was done because I hate the feel of it clinging to my neck and back when it’s wet. I love the scent of my new shampoo and shower gel. It’s cinnamon/nutmeg and when I’m finished, I smell like a freshly baked spice cake.<br /><br />I lathered down my whole body……paying particular attention to my nipples as I do my breasts. Once they are all slick with soap, I like to pull and twist them a little. Not to the point of unbearable pain..just so the electricity shoots through me.<br /><br />Once I have them so hard they are too tender touch any longer I move on down…soaping and scrubbing. I don’t play too much more while I’m soapy..soap in private places tends to cause problems sometimes.<br /><br />All soaped up I reach for the hand held showerhead.. this is my favorite..it has spray and pulse modes…mmmmmmmmm<br /><br />In spray mode I hold it tight to the top of my chest..letting the water cascade down. When my nipples are very hard the water runs down them and shoots of the tips like little jets. I like watching that. Sometimes I have to play with them a little more to keep them hard.<br /><br />After that I just rinse off the rest of me..quickly without much thought to what I’m doing….planning the next and most delicious stage.<br /><br />Switching over to pulse mode… I place my foot on the edge of the tub…opening my legs wider. Reaching down with one hand I spread my pussy lips open wide, exposing the pink softness inside. Bringing the showerhead in close…. the warm water pulses on me…making my clit hard in an instant. With the right imagination, I can feel lips there..searching.. a tongue..flicking… fingers working over it.<br /><br />Today’s was excellent. There you were….. the pics we saw in the chat room, last night’s hot &quot;chat&quot; all coming together as the water played over me so fine. I don’t always finger myself but I did today..sliding it in and out.. imagining your wonderful cock in me moving in and out…. slowly at first..then speeding up.<br /><br />I feel the muscles tighten around my finger as the water massages my hard clit.. sending waves of pleasure through me. Before I know it I’m cumming so hard.. my knees are getting weak..and it just goes on and on. I know I’m making noises and I hope the sound of the shower covers them.<br /><br />Wanting to stop because I’m afraid my knees are going to give out but not being able to…taking my fingers out and rubbing them over my clit instead. It’s so sensitive at this point I really can’t do that though.. the feeling is just too intense so I go back to just using the water.<br /><br />Spasms over and over again.. I can’t remember the last time it went on for so long..but finally they subside…. letting me down gently.. bringing me to that peaceful place again.<br /><br />Bringing the showerhead up to my neck I massage it with the water..relaxing me.. bringing me back down from that incredible high. By now the hot water has run out so I jump out to towel off. Looking in the mirror…. I see a lady who has just been made incredibly sweet love to and her eyes are shining. Thank you darlin.. it was so good.</p> http://www.adultfindout.ca/basic-search.html <p>&nbsp;</p>

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Fri, 06 Jul 2012 10:25:44 UTC

Best Orgasm ever in my life

This is a true story and really happened

When I was just a boy I realized that women’s clothing was softer and sexier. I started to steel panties from my sisters and loved the way they fit and felt,When I was just a boy I realized that women’s clothing was softer and sexier. I started to steel panties from my sisters and loved the way they fit and felt, it was so smooth and hugging. I would wear them to school. Then I moved up to pantyhose, skirts and blouses. I would go out at night sneaking them out, finding a secluded place like the high school stadium, put them on and walk around. I would always get to horny and end up beating off. When I was old enough to get a car I had a place to hide my collection and would also drive around fully dressed in women’s clothing.

It was making me so horny I would constantly find new more exciting ways to jerk off. I would do it while driving army trucks, in public, in the garage, with any kind of lube I could find, laying on the cold cement floor of the garage, anyway that cum to my mind. Yes always with some sort of women’s clothing on.

Later in life I would have to wait until my wife was at work and then the whole house turned into my private little whore house where I abused myself. By this time I owned only women’s panty’s and wore only them. I started shaving my balls and dick and soon moved on to my belly and ass, then my whole body. I was then so smooth and silky. I had also discovered that I had two yearning holes and was putting almost anything in them as I jerked off. I would put broom handles, dusters, shovels, racks, lift was round it went in my ass. Each time deeper and deeper until I could see my belly bulging. I put pencils, pens, silverware, hoses,and sounds in my dick. WOW I was having so much fun. With the hoses I would fill them with cooking oil and blow it in my dick as I inserted it, I got up to 36 inches into my dick. I love it.

One day my wife left for work early and I dressed up with stockings, garter, a bra, heels, and a full length slip. I filled my but with oil and a large dildo and went for a drive. I auto cummed all over my self while driving. As I pulled into the garage I saw it out the corner of my eye, the ultimate thing to shove in my ass. I was so excited, I ran into the house and got the cooking oil. When back to the garage, still dressed up, pulled the dildo out of my ass, found the funnel, went to the wall and did a shoulder stand against it, put thefunnel in my ass and dumped ¾ 0f the bottle in my ass. Then I got the hose and sucked oil into it and inserted it into my dick blowing the oil out as I went all the way in. once I was oiled up, I went over to it, a wheel barrel. I sat it down and pushed the front against the wall. I got on my knees, lifted the slip up and backed into the handle. My ass opened up and accepted the 2 inch handle right in. I threw the slip over it and kept backing on as I looked under me to watch what was going on, there was my bald dick and balls hanging there, drippingoil, and hard as a rock. I reached under and smeared the oil all over my balls and dick as I began to play with myself. I kept pushing the wheel barrel handle deeper in me as I massaged my balls. I went so deep I went beyond where the handle went from round to square, two feet in. I was so fucking horny I could not believe it. Oil was gushing out my ass and I began to cum over and over out the hose in my dick. I reached down and put it in my mouth. The orgasm was so much I fell over pulling the wheel barrel over with me, almost passing out. Once on my back I had to gasp for air and cum drooled out mymouth all over my face, down my cheeks, onto my eyes and chin. It was fantastic. I laid there for about an hour pissing oil all over me as I massaged myself. Then I rolled over pulling the handle out of me and released the oil out of my ass letting it run between my legs and up my back. I felt sensational covered in oil and cum.

After I calmed down, I placed a piece of plastic over the seat of my car, got in and went ti the edge of the woods. As I walked into the woods, totally alone covered in cum and oil, still with the hose in my dick, I started stripping. Somewhere around the 2 mile mark I was totally naked and felt wonderful. I walked back to the car with my soaked cloths over my shoulder feeling free as a bird and so proud of myself.

I still fuck myself with the wheel barrel and everything else I can find, but have never had such a great orgasm.

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Sun, 05 Nov 2017 17:29:09 UTC

Playing and wearing girls panties

<p class="MsoNormal">I gasped, a deep groan of lust left my mouth as my hands dipped into our 38 year old female lodgers underwear drawer. I had been searching for her panties since she moved in, but there never seemed to be any. I was finally rewarded with a tiny pair of underwear similar to what girls my age wear, and my cock instantly became hard just feeling how soft they were. I took them back into my room and removed my boxers, my growing cock springing out. I wrapped the soft fabric of her panties around my member and stroked a few times, moaning to myself. I had been waiting for this moment for months now.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I slapped my cock once, then put them on, sighing with pleasure at the feeling of the underwear sliding up my legs. They were so tight! My cock was forced out under them and I stroked the head with a single finger. Leaving my room I admired my ass in the mirror and rewarded myself with a few spanks, enjoying my small bum strecthing her underwear. I could almost feel myself cumming. I went back into my room and sat down on my chair, my cock now at full attention, my balls tightly poking out.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I began to stroke myself, looking at myself with lust imagining I was being watched by her. I scratched my thighs with one hand and used the other to pump my cock fast making myself moan like a little pussy slut. I was in heaven! I slapped my dick about some more then let go, allowing it to throb and twitch. I forced it into the panties and stroked my huge bulge, nearly bursting the fabric. It was then I started cumming.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">My legs were shaking and I moaned loudly, cursing and shouting all manner of things as my cock exploded inside the underwear. It started to leak through and run out down my legs and I was turned on more by the view of my own cock pulsating than anything else. I breathed heavily as my orgasm finished, and kept the underwear on until I felt dry. I took them off and shoved them back into her drawer, not even bothering to clean them up. My cum would dry, and without noticing she&rsquo;d soon wear them.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The thought of that made me hard again. I went back into her room, opened up the drawer which was full of bras and socks, and stroked myself into it, a single rope of white cum spread out over everything. I looked down with a smile and closed the drawer then left to have a shower where I masturbated once more.</p>

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Wed, 08 Feb 2012 18:21:07 UTC

Fucking myself

I am a 60-year-old man now, married to a Korean woman who does not like sex and is not willing to test fun things out. Since I am not the best-looking guy, and cannot pick up women, and a sex acholic, I had to find alternatives. I have learned how to play with myself and found some real fun. I started like any other guy by masturbating but craved more.

One of my passions was soft silky sexy woman’s clothing. Since my wife is so much smaller than me, I had to buy them myself. Starting with panty’s in Walmart, stockings, garters, slips, dresses, and blouses. When my wife was at work, or I was on road trips I would put them on and walk around the house and beat-off while wearing them. This was still not enough. I loved to get dressed completely up in women’s clothing, silky and sexy, putting my shirt and pants over them and walking out to the woods and take the men’s cloths off and walk around proudly and feeling very horny. I would always get too horny and end up removing my panty’s or everything and beat off. Then I would continue to walk through the woods, panty-less or naked with cum drooling down my legs like the whore I wanted. I also liked dressing completely up as a sexy, whore woman and get in my car and just drive, yes you guessed it, I would reach under my skirt and cum all over me.

I started surfing porn sites and learning and seeing lots of new things and good ideas. Then I would reenact them on myself pretending I was a woman. I would strip in my garage and completely shave my body to enjoy my soft skin. Then I discovered Vaseline, and baby oil. I would cover my shaven body with the oils and beat myself off with the sensual juices. Baby oil is not so slippery as you would think. Then I discovered cooking oil, much better. Watching the porn, I wished she would do some of the things, sharing her, peeing in her cunt, gangbangs, strap-on, party sex and so much more.

I got an idea of trying to give myself a blow job since I had never had one and I was getting more and more horny with every discovery and fun event I did. I just could not roll my body up enough to get my dick in my mouth. I did however manage to beat-off into my own mouth while upside down. It tasted terrific, but was very difficult and I was getting fatter and older by the time I got here.

I finally realized I had an asshole and it could be fucked with a dildo. I went out and purchased a few, fat and long, glass, beads, and funnel like with an edge on the bottom so they would stay in, I liked them because you could go anywhere in public with the plug in your ass. When I bought them, I would give them to my wife and ask her to try them. They always ended up in the draw and never get used by her. At least I did not have to hide them and eventually get caught. She eventually threw them out. I would always enjoy them when she was gone or I was away from home. I still longed for more and found it in the garage one day while I was laying naked on the cold concrete with a dildo in my ass and peeing up my body.

There on the wall was a rake, shovel, and all kinds of tools. I tried them all, but they were so dry and hard to get in. I went out and bought rubbers for them and that was better and they went in deeper than dildos because they were longer. They still did not go in easily and I looked up and saw a funnel and had a great idea. I got off my knees and went to the kitchen and got that cooking oil. I did a shoulder stand against the garage door, put the funnel in my ass as deep as it would go and poured the oil into the funnel and down my asshole. That was a sensational feeling and I still do it. The shovel went in much easier and so far in I could see it in my belly. I came so fucking hard without masturbating I was so fucking happy. I started doing this every chance I could, but had to keep replacing the cooking oil.

One weekend I was looking for something new to put deep in my ass and looked hard at the wheel barrel in the corner. I put the oil in my ass, put a rubber on the wheel barrel handle, lifted my shirt and slip, got on my knees and backed onto the handle, two inches round and twenty inches plus long. It slid right in and I kept backing on it, more and more, one inch at a time. It was causing the oil to squirt out around it, down my thighs and on the floor. I was having so much fun I did not care. My cock was so fucking hard and was oozing clear fluid, spitting up on my face as I watched it under me. By this time, I had backed so far on the handle I had reached the metal barrel. I was doing crazy, pumping it in and out of me, and then my dick just blew, shooting cum all over my blouse and face, it was so much I could not believe it. I collapsed with the handle still deep in me and the whole thing fell over with me as I fell to the floor.

The next weekend I had to do that again but I wanted a different approach. I stood the wheel barrel on its end instead of laying it on the floor. I stood a ladder beside it and then filled my ass with oil again. Then I crawled up the ladder, pulled the wheel barrel closer behind me with the two inch ball at the crack of my ass, placed the handle at my assholes edge under my dress, and stepped down the ladder lowering my ass onto the handle, going lower and lower on the ladder until I hung on the handle and my feet were dangling off the ladder and the floor. I was about twelve inches off the floor being supported only by the wheel barrel handle. Oh, this felt so fucking sensational. I reached down to my cock which was hard as a rock. I opened my blouse, reached around to my ass and scooped up some of the oil that was drooling from me, and smeared it on my exposed, shaved breasts. I then gathered some more oil with my other hand and slathered it on my cock and balls. I was having so much fun massaging my breasts and cock, the pain of hanging on the wheel barrel was gone. I came so hard my whole body shuttered and I fell again, hard down on the cement with the handle still in me. I laid there for about a half hour, just enjoying the feeling and cum again. It was so much fun I do this all the time when I am home alone.

One day while surfing porn I discovered urethra sounding, or fucking your penis. Since I did not have the toys for this I looked around and found some chop sticks and began to experiment with them. They went in easily and if I wiggled them around I could go about sixteen inches in. it did not excite me as much as the other play time things I did. I went on to some other sites and was told that I needed to go wider, maybe order some professional toys. I did order this tube that went into my penis and had a ring on the top that held it in me. I when for my walks in the woods with it and rides in the car, but still nothing. I did enjoy beating off with it in me and it held the cum in until I removed it, that was cool. I then bought a wedge object, it was short but gave me the stretching feeling I was looking for. Then I found this kit of rods of different diameters up to a half inch. The first four were easy and fun. I could get them all twelve inches in easy. The rest were hard to get in, and hurt. I came up with this idea. I got a ¼ inch hose, put it in the cooking oil, sucked it full to my mouth, thirty-six inches worth, put the hose in my cock and started to blow the oil out as I lowered it in. I did get the hose empty and all thirty-six inches of it. It felt wonderful. I pulled it out and then got the first rod that was an issue and slipped it in. it did go all the way in, but still hurt. I left it in, went to the bathroom and got some tooth ache medicine. I dripped a drop on my urethra hole and the pain disappeared. I reached between my legs under my balls and pushed the rod out. I reached over and got the next one, 3/8 of an inch and pushed it in, my cock was hard now ad I was enjoying it. I walked around the house with it fully in me and came while I was walking. Back to the garage, I got the ½ inch one and said this is going in. with a little force, it went in, but I needed more tooth ache medicine. I added some more oil using the hose and in she went. To keep it in, I put my panties on, put my boys clothes over my girly things and went off to the woods. My cock was wide now and hard, it felt so great under my skirt. Before I left, I cut eighteen inches off the shovel handle and took it with me. Once in the woods edge I took the boys cloths off and the panty’s. then I shoved the shovel handle in my ass and went for a walk, the ½ inch rod still in my dick too. By the time I reached a half mile, I had stripped all my clothes off. I was enjoying pulling and pushing the handle in and out of my ass as I walked and had cum several times. When I got back to the woods edge, I dressed and went back to the garage. I stripped and removed the handle first releasing a crapload of oil out of it. It was a terrific feeling. Then I pushed the rod out from behind, the medicine wore off though, but all of the cum gushed out and felt so astonishing I forgot the pain.

I still do all of this as often as I can and will never stop. I will always look for more exhilarating things to do. Guys, play with yourself if your wife will not

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Sat, 09 Sep 2017 00:52:24 UTC

My Step Sisters, step-bother and me

It all happened When Me and My Dad moved in with my step-mother. My step-mother had 2 kids A boy and a girl. A the time they were 15 and 14 and me being 15 as well. It was a small house for to live in together so it was pretty cramped.<br /><br />So When One Day When my Dad and my Step-mother went out all appeared to be normal. I was in my room, My step-brother was on the computer in the living room and my step-sister was on the couch with a blanket over her, watching Tv. So Im in my room playing video games when I needed to go to the bathroom. As I was walking to the bathroom Id have to pass the living room. But On my way I stopped there. On the couch was my step-sister with the covers over her, very noticeably masturbating. I See her hand placed and shifting in between her legs. Just the outline through the blanket, as if she was fooling anyone. The sounds of her fingering herself, and how wet it all seemed. And There was my step-brother on the computer, no more then 5 feet away on the computer chair with a blanket draped over him. He started to speak while looking into the reflection of the computer screen to see his sister. &quot;Do you like the singer from the Jonas brothers? Do you think he’s hot?&quot;. He spoke as if he were teasing her. She Bit her lip and the movement of her hand grew faster and trying not to moan she said &quot;yes&quot;. And continued to make louder wet noises. At this point I realized that under his blanket he was rubbing himself too. Both of them were entranced in their own worlds that neither of them realized i was standing there. My step-sisters body started to shift and move from the excitement. While touching himself my step-brother started to speak again, but this time he was also having a have time to speak and not to moan. Again taunting. &quot;Do you want to kiss him?&quot; And Still trying to hold it back she responded &quot;yes&quot; He spoke again. &quot;Do you want to marry him?&quot; She didn’t respond, cause if she did she knew she was going to moan. Her body was squirming around trying to understand the intense feeling she was having. He fingers dug deeper the sounds grew louder. At this point my step-brother was trying not to show what he was doing at this time because he finally realized that I was standing there the whole time. He reluctantly reduced his momentum in fears that id notice he was masturbating. But My step-sister was All by herself focusing on the thing dirty things her brother put into her mind. Suddenly her whole body arched, hand in between her legs working over time. The sound and smell of her pussy came very apparent. Her eyes shut and her head tilted back trying her hardest not moan fearing we would notice what she was doing. But she couldn’t control it. Her body ran wild. A sudden stiffness in her body and shortly after a release. she rested, and with it a sigh. After that my Step-sister went back to watching tv and my step-brother went back to the computer.<br /><br />I couldn’t believe what I just saw, I had to have a release. I went to the bathroom, I pulled down my pants and with the most vivid details, I played it all back in my head. I was really going at my cock an it still wanted more. I was just picturing her naked, what she looked like under the blanket. And Soon as the though of her naked came to mind. I let out the most intense orgasm Id ever had. I got up, cleaned up and flushed the toilet. And walked out of the bathroom like nothing had ever happened. And thats how we all acted.<br /><br />After I got out, my step-brother got of the computer and went to go play video games and my step-sister went to her room. With that leaving the living for me explore. I walk up to the couch where my step-sister laid the blanket was there over the spot near where her but was. I lifted the blanket and underneath was a wet spot where all her juices were left.(the blanket itself was a bit wet too). I decided to seize the moment I smelled the couch’s pillow where she left everything, It smell so delicious. The Idea of eating out my step-sister came to mind. Another erection just began to swell in my pants. The whole idea of being where it all took place really turned my on.<br /><br />And now every now and then Id see a wet spot on the couch and id take the time. To remember that event.

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Fri, 13 Jan 2012 03:52:40 UTC

Classroom Slut

First off, I should probably tell you that I’m the horniest slut you’ll ever see. My favorite thing to do is masturbate, but I’m to shy to ask a guy to fuck my brains out. I masturbate all day, I can’t help it! Usually, I do it at school. My name is Cassy and I’m a 15 year old sophomore at an urban school. I have dirty blonde hair, perky teen tits, a nice round ass I got from playing soccer. My female friend say I’m super hot, but guys say I’m unapproachable. It’s so frustrating! The problem is, there are so many hot guys in all my classes! It makes it even harder for me to resist my urges, so recently I just gave up trying to resist and mastubate whenever I want.

Today I was in math class, my first block of the day. It was also probably my favorite because the desks were closed on the sides and on the front so no one could see what I would be doing underneath. But today was special: I was wearing a butt plug! I’ve obviously worn butt plugs before, being the slut I am, but never to school. And never one as big as this! It was eight inches long, two inches in diameter, a huge black rubber cock and it felt like it was tearing me in half when I first put it in. And today I was wearing these super tight grey leggings, so when I squatted down or spread my cheeks, you could actually see it through my leggings! Every step I took was pure ecstasy, I was already on the verge of cumming by the time I walked into school!

The teacher had just started her daily lecture, so I knew it was time. I sat down in the back of class and started my routine. I started just by pinching my thighs together, putting a little pressure on my pussy and making my asshole tingle. I did this a few times, until I couldn’t take it anymore. I brought my hand to my clit outside of my leggings. Holy fuck I was wet! I put my thumb and index finger around my rock hard clit and have it a little tug. I had to bring my other hand to my mouth to prevent my moaning. I started rubbing, slowly, then a little faster, faster, I was about to climax, then I stopped. I could already tell that this was going to be a huge orgasm. The massive cock in my ass combined with the tantalizing orgasm I had just prevented myself from having. I wanted this to be the best orgasm I ever had, so it was time to pull out my second toy.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a pink vibrating egg. Quickly, before anyone looked, I lifted the waistband of my leggings and shoved the thing inside my pussy (no panties obviously). I turned it on using the app I had on my phone, brought my hand to my clit again, and started rubbing. I was panting this time, the feeling was unbelievable. I started bouncing up and down in my chair, a massive 8 inch cock ripping my ass open. With the cock in my ass, the vibrator in my pussy, and me rubbing my clit like crazy, I felt the pressure building. I lasted for only a minute, when finally, it happened. It felt so good it was almost painful. I couldn’t I help I screamed and slammed my non-masturbating hand on the table. I felt something releasing from my pussy and heard a sound of liquid splashing against the floor. I immediately stopped rubbing my clit but kept bouncing on the cock (I actually couldn’t stop, my body apparently had a mind of its own). I put my hand in front of my puss and felt that there was a powerful stream of liquid that first soaked my leggings, then proceeded to go through them! After five seconds of this constant stream, I realized what had happened: I had squirted for the first time in my life! The feeling was insane, the best moment of my life by far. This miraculous squirting orgasm I had was heightened by the fact that it was in the middle of class, with twenty hit boys around. But I finally realized that everyone was looking at me, apparently looking for an explanation for me screaming and slapping my desk (they hadn’t heard me squirt).
"Sorry," I said sheepishly, "there was a bug on my desk." Everyone seemed content with that answer and went back to the lecture. But I was proud of myself, because I knew what I had just done. Me, Cassy, a 15 year old girl, had just squirted in class with a cock in her ass, a vibrator in her pussy, and a hand on her clit. I squirt 12 more times in math, by the time class was over there was a massive puddle surrounding my desk and the entirety of my leggings were sopping wet, so no one would be able to tell that there was even a wet spot. It had even trickled down so my socks and shoes were wet. But God, it was the best class of my life.

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Sun, 28 May 2017 12:41:58 UTC

My Step Sisters, bother and me

It all happened When Me and My Dad moved in with my step-mother. My step-mother had 2 kids A boy and a girl. A the time they were 15 and 14 and me being 15 as well. It was a small house for to live in together so it was pretty cramped.<br /><br />So When One Day When my Dad and my Step-mother went out all appeared to be normal. I was in my room, My step-brother was on the computer in the living room and my step-sister was on the couch with a blanket over her, watching Tv. So Im in my room playing video games when I needed to go to the bathroom. As I was walking to the bathroom Id have to pass the living room. But On my way I stopped there. On the couch was my step-sister with the covers over her, very noticeably masturbating. I See her hand placed and shifting in between her legs. Just the outline through the blanket, as if she was fooling anyone. The sounds of her fingering herself, and how wet it all seemed. And There was my step-brother on the computer, no more then 5 feet away on the computer chair with a blanket draped over him. He started to speak while looking into the reflection of the computer screen to see his sister. &quot;Do you like the singer from the Jonas brothers? Do you think he’s hot?&quot;. He spoke as if he were teasing her. She Bit her lip and the movement of her hand grew faster and trying not to moan she said &quot;yes&quot;. And continued to make louder wet noises. At this point I realized that under his blanket he was rubbing himself too. Both of them were entranced in their own worlds that neither of them realized i was standing there. My step-sisters body started to shift and move from the excitement. While touching himself my step-brother started to speak again, but this time he was also having a have time to speak and not to moan. Again taunting. &quot;Do you want to kiss him?&quot; And Still trying to hold it back she responded &quot;yes&quot; He spoke again. &quot;Do you want to marry him?&quot; She didn’t respond, cause if she did she knew she was going to moan. Her body was squirming around trying to understand the intense feeling she was having. He fingers dug deeper the sounds grew louder. At this point my step-brother was trying not to show what he was doing at this time because he finally realized that I was standing there the whole time. He reluctantly reduced his momentum in fears that id notice he was masturbating. But My step-sister was All by herself focusing on the thing dirty things her brother put into her mind. Suddenly her whole body arched, hand in between her legs working over time. The sound and smell of her pussy came very apparent. Her eyes shut and her head tilted back trying her hardest not moan fearing we would notice what she was doing. But she couldn’t control it. Her body ran wild. A sudden stiffness in her body and shortly after a release. she rested, and with it a sigh. After that my Step-sister went back to watching tv and my step-brother went back to the computer.<br /><br />I couldn’t believe what I just saw, I had to have a release. I went to the bathroom, I pulled down my pants and with the most vivid details, I played it all back in my head. I was really going at my cock an it still wanted more. I was just picturing her naked, what she looked like under the blanket. And Soon as the though of her naked came to mind. I let out the most intense orgasm Id ever had. I got up, cleaned up and flushed the toilet. And walked out of the bathroom like nothing had ever happened. And thats how we all acted.<br /><br />After I got out, my step-brother got of the computer and went to go play video games and my step-sister went to her room. With that leaving the living for me explore. I walk up to the couch where my step-sister laid the blanket was there over the spot near where her but was. I lifted the blanket and underneath was a wet spot where all her juices were left.(the blanket itself was a bit wet too). I decided to seize the moment I smelled the couch’s pillow where she left everything, It smell so delicious. The Idea of eating out my step-sister came to mind. Another erection just began to swell in my pants. The whole idea of being where it all took place really turned my on.<br /><br />And now every now and then Id see a wet spot on the couch and id take the time. To remember that event.

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Fri, 13 Jan 2012 01:10:05 UTC

Getting caught

Practically my entire life I’ve been sexually infatuated with my dad’s wife (well ex wife now) when I was like 5 she would walk around the apartment naked, or just in small thong panties on the way to the dryer. Once she bought some lingerie (lace stockings, garter, open-cup bra and stilletos. She came out of the bedroom to surprise my father but I saw it all too. I think it was too much too soon, like an overload before the engines are warmed up. It wasn’t long (it was probably that day) that I started sensual jack-of-all-trades sessions centered on jenny. She was beautiful and sexy but still real. She could a dirty girl. She would usually go to the bathroom with the door open so I could watch her urinate or poop and she didn’t mind. I remember standing at the door with my little hard on, taking in her smell. I loved it when she farted, I don’t why but It was such a turn on to me. If she farted I would try to get close to smell…
Before long I was going in her closet and masturbating to her dirty panties and lingerie. I would take my dick out and smell her on her soiled panties and orgasm (this was before puberty). As time went on I did more, and I thought about her more. I would masturbate with the door partly open in hopes she would see me and give me some material. I would lie on the bed with my pants off and my legs in the air and fantasize that she walks by, sees me jacking, comes in and drops her panties and tank top and straddles me. The moment that I enter her is the most amazing feeling on earth, she starts to ride, if she farts while fucking I love it and I would instantly cum

Fast forward a bit, she’s out of town, I’m house sitting. Got the whole place to myself. First was a jack-off session at the pc in Jenny’s white Satin teddy. I probably watched some amateur threesome porn, holding that silk teddy up while I jack my cocktail until I come, moaning, into a kleenex.
Later, I fired up the hot tub and took a dip in a pair of her bikini bottoms. I took them off once I was in the water of course and touched myself to the thought of jenny dropping her lace panties in front of me and putting her feet spread and in the air. When I was close I got out and stood on the edge of the deck and came right there.

Now for the real story, fast forward a little more, and I believe I was house sitting again. I was super horns so I went up to Jenny’s room and put on her black lace stockings and garter belt, black bra and some black pumps that I crammed into. I walked around the house feeling sexy, squatting here, laying down and spreading here..etc. but a finger in my fuckhole wasn’t going to do it, I went back up to Jenny’s room where she has a large black dido and a smaller pink vibrator. The small pink vibrator I use a few drops of lube, then lay back on the bed, legs wide and high and slide it in and turn on the lowest setting. Mmmmm I’m in heaven I thought, my stocking feet high in the air while I toy my hole with Jenny’s vibrator and Jack my cock. I jack my cock and suck and lick the black dido hoping some of her taste is on it. That’s when I noticed she was in the doorway looking at me.

It’s hard to imagine what she felt, her stepson dressed up in her sexiest lingerie with his legs in the air and her vibrator in his asshole on medium power now so that’s all you hear now.
We stared silently at each other for a few seconds before she walked away, I like to think she was smiling but I couldn’t see. After that my adrenaline was so high I shoved the vibrator in further, turned it to high and jacked my cock until I came. Loud. I knew we were the only ones home so came extra hard, trying to turn her on. I started “ooohhhh mm my fucking gigod” and “FUCK HERE IT COMES” and “ooooohwoohwo immmm cummmminining….”. I cleaned up, went down to dinner in a crazy-tight pair of her workout shorts, already hard again with my cocktail outlined by the fabric. She didn’t bite. Oh well.

Well that’s the time I got caught, but you know what? I came so fucking hard for her that day. Even now if I’m over there I’ll go in the basement, put on some dirty panties and have a quick jack session.

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Fri, 20 May 2016 14:39:23 UTC